The Canterbury Tales- Chapter 4: Dead Drunk

"Killing them...!?" Professor Smiley says nearly choking on the words. "We could just walk in and take the grain back and kleave these men to their mental suffering." Looking back down on the group of insane men he shakes his head. "No time to study them Reginal, make some quick observations, starting with the cow."


[sblock=ooc] Spot check on the cow? Sense motive anything to give more clues about it, please. [/sblock]
 

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The professor stares at the cow for a long moment, then shrugs his shoulders and approaches the center campfire. The crazed men leave him unmolested and don't even seem to notice him. He takes a closer look at the grain.

Professor
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You can't tell anything odd about the cow, but the small, grimy men seemed to have just recently eaten some breakfast. The bag of grain is open and it's obvious upon looking inside that it has been infested with some kind of mushroom. You have heard of bad mushrooms having a negative effect before and wonder how much they've had and how much has been ingested by the baker and others back at camp. The baker was acting quite odd, wasn't he? Yelling of goblins and all that... Oh no...

OOC: A DnD version of this Psilocybin - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
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The professor gasps. Something about his loud reaction causes a negative reaction from the helmed man and the two running around in a circle (the one imitating a bird tries feebly to flop over to the professor, but is having a hard time with it and the fifth is still rocking himself). These three craved men surround the professor and pick up rocks and sticks, murder in their eyes.
 

"Ee-Gads," the Professor says noticing the bag, and then he notice the men surrounding him. "Ee-GADS!! HELP!"

With nowhere to run the Professor reaches into his pocket and pulls out a vial. "St-stay back!" he yells at the men.

[sblock=ooc] Ready action to "cast" Acid Splash on anyone looking to approach in melee range. Will "cast" before they can have an AoO. [/sblock]
 


Gripping the flask of acid tightly the Professor shakes it at the approaching men. "Don't make me use this," he says in a near scream.

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Giving you some helpful info :)

Casting Acid Splash at closet target before anyone gets into AoO range.

+3 to hit, ranged touch attack [/sblock]
 

Francis - HP: 8/8 - AC: 15
F: 2 - R: 5 - W: 1


"Oh, dear Christ!" Francis exclaims as he quickly charges down the hill toward the escalating commotion. As he runs a light crossbow appears out in a flash, firing upon one of the advancing demons.

Francis will do a full move action, quick draw his crossbow, and attack one of the nearest attackers. +3 1d8 19-20x2. If, for some reason, the target is flat-footed, 1d6 sneak damage. Initiative Bonus: +3.
 

As Alwyn noticed battle was imminent, he shouted. "SAVNOK, TO ME!" as he called upon the deity to which he bound his soul for now, seeking protection from their weapons. He grinned as he readied himself, knowing that to attack him would be nigh futile.

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Full Round action to call a Masterwork Full Plate suit onto Alwyn, with which he is currently proficient due to his pact with Savnok. Alwyn also has DR 1/Piercing.[/sblock]
 

As the dirty men grew menacingly closer, the Professor let loose with his acid, splashing the closest man in the neck and chest, causing him to scream. The scream was silenced by a bolt from Francis.

One of the two remaining small men struck the Professor from behind with a knife, cutting a glancing blow along his ribs (-2 hps to Professor Smiley. Sir Goodlake stopped the charge of the other by nearly impaling him, but the small man leapt back just beyond the point of the sword.

Alwyn suddenly surprised his companions with a new, shiny piece of mail that he must have been hiding underneath his baggier clothes. Duncan Reed was busy maneuvering his horse up the hill and past the cow, causing him not to be able to engage this round.
 

Professor Smiley Round 2

The cut to his back hurting the Professor thinks he should end this fast. Pulling up his sleeves he reveals two wristbands made of odd (and different) materials. One looks to be wool or fur and the other looks coarse and grainy. He quickly starts to rub the wristbands together, and then reaches out to grab the man with the bloodied dagger.

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Standard action: Cast Shocking Grasp on the defensive. Don't forget 10% spell failure chance.
Move action: 5' step to get away from attacker give rooom for others to attack. [/sblock]

[sblock=stats]
HP: 6/8
AC: 15
Spell Fail: 10%
Spell save: 12 + spell lvl
Concentration: +5
Melee touch attack: +0

Spells per day:
0- (x) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( )
1- ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) [/sblock]
 

Duncan grumbles as Gaoth stumbles and slowly picks his way over the terrain. The horseman is eager to join the fray now that the little men have shown such hostility. He grabs his lance and goads Gaoth to get moving!

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Apologies for me missing this. For those of you that didn’t catch my notice in the Talking the Talk Forum, my computer went into a downward spiral, so my access was pretty much cut off. But I’m back now!

Duncan will try to make a mounted charge at the nearest hostile crazy-man. His lance deals double damage on a mounted charge, and he will use Mounted Combat to negate the first attack against Gaoth, if it comes up. I would appreciate it if you would just roll for me, DT, as InvisibleCastle absolutely hates me.
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